A bright flame streaked through the twilight sky of Sparata. The long, scratching whispers of the wind began to still as the fire tumbled through the atmosphere. The extreme velocity of the object created a sound more forceful than the wind. One could almost see the air compressing against the flame, creating a brighter leading edge. A contrail of smoke and scorched ions etched an oily purple-green hue into the deep, brilliant sky. The wind rose its voice again as the fireball fell out of view. Watching from the dusky desert sand, a small boy in tattered clothes with a crude sword strapped to his back. He began to run after the magical curving in the sky before it dissapated into the brisk air. His sandals flopped, each step kicking up little tufts of sand as he made his way over the vast expanses of the Sparatan desert...
April 3, 2009
A bright flame streaked through the twilight sky of Sparata. The long, scratching whispers of the wind began to still as the fire tumbled through the atmosphere. The extreme velocity of the object created a sound more forceful than the wind. One could almost see the air compressing against the flame, creating a brighter leading edge. A contrail of smoke and scorched ions etched an oily purple-green hue into the deep, brilliant sky. The wind rose its voice again as the fireball fell out of view. Watching from the dusky desert sand, a small boy in tattered clothes with a crude sword strapped to his back. He began to run after the magical curving in the sky before it dissapated into the brisk air. His sandals flopped, each step kicking up little tufts of sand as he made his way over the vast expanses of the Sparatan desert...
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